The overbearing Sword Dao Chen Xin

Ah...

All three were shocked.

Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul had actually become the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul.

It had happened so suddenly.

They had never expected it.

Nor did they know how Ning Rongrong had done it.

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong could wait no longer. They rose from their seats and surrounded Ning Rongrong, studying it closely, savoring it slowly, examining, admiring, and scrutinizing it.

It was like some extraordinary work of art that opened their eyes to something entirely new, drawing them in so deeply they could not pull themselves free.

"Fengzhi, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda! This really is the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!" Chen Xin cried out.

He seemed like an entirely different person, without a trace of his usual arrogance.

Before Ning Rongrong, Chen Xin was like a playful old child.

Gu Rong was hardly any better. "Who would have thought! Rongrong was only away for two months, and her Martial Soul evolved into the legendary Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, his smile broadening. "Rongrong, tell us quickly. How did your Martial Soul evolve? Surely it didn't evolve just because you advanced ten levels?"

Ning Rongrong shook her head. "Dad, how could anything be that easy!"

Then she turned to look toward Qian Ye, and Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and Chen Xin followed her gaze.

All three seemed to have reached the same thought: this might have something to do with him. Otherwise, how could it have evolved for no reason?

The crucial point was that there was no precedent.

"Dad, without Brother Ye, my Martial Soul could never have evolved."

So that was it!

Ning Fengzhi grew thoughtful and began reassessing Qian Ye, trying to see what was different